Chapter 155: The Cabin Knew Too Much

Vander’s POV

The moment Elara's fingers touched the moth mural, I knew something was wrong.

"Elara, no—"

The ground beneath her feet simply ceased to exist. One second she was standing there, and the next she was falling through a perfectly circular hole that had materialized out of nowhere.

I lunged forward, my hand barely missing the fabric of her shirt as she disappeared into the darkness below